I have been in something of a funk lately.
Experiencing a type of writer's block.
Blog Block.
When that happens, I like to do something a little different.
Doesn't mean I always do.
But sometimes I manage it.
That's what happened today.
My sister Peggy, whom I've spoken of before, sent me a copy of her documentary about the abusive, IRS-esque behavior of the California Coastal Commission.
Let it be known I have three sisters:
Peggy is the eldest
Ginny is the middle
Britt-Louise is the youngest.
(And then there's yours truly, not a sister, the only brother, and the youngest.)
We get a lot of our grit and pertinacity from our parents.
Recently, we've also been getting it from each other, as well.
Lucky us.
Truly.
We support what we do individually.
So I spend this blog speaking about my sister Peggy.
She and her husband Dan are involved in a gargantuan task.
David and Goliath.
Fighting an extra-governmental agency that regulates as it damn well pleases.
This agency uses the attorney general of the state of California as its personal bully boy.
This agency meets three times a month.
They give no guidelines whatsoever for how people are supposed to comply with their regulations - regulations which they themselves make.
And nobody has the power to gainsay them.
They, on the other hand, can go into anybody's property within five miles of the coast of California and dictate that nothing can be done.
If folks who have been so warned don't comply, they are subject to fines of up to $10,000 a day.
Let me reiterate.
$10,000 a day.
That's $3,650,000 a year.
But don't take my word for it.
Go see the website yourself.
www.sinsofcommission.com
These people make the IRS look tame.
I have one, and only one, question.
In the David vs. Goliath battle, who actually ended up winning?
- drg